Melinda

Autism Bink Family Parenting Women's Issues Writing

Caregiver’s Lament

I’m on the couch, somewhere in between sitting and reclining. My right leg is extended out in front of me, clad in a cast to the knee and elevated on an ottoman with a large…

MelindaDecember 18, 2017

Poem Poetry Writing

On Technology, Mobility, and Relinquishing Control

Techno Turbulence, with Mobility Hiatus Ahead The daylight came, an everyday miracle and I rose to it with pure intentions. My poet’s heart drummed insistent rhythm, and I sang along with equanimity. Thing one: A…

MelindaDecember 6, 2017

Nature Poem Poetry Singing Spirituality Writing

From the First of November, 2017

Because sometimes it takes a whole month to write it down. I type with hands that are redolent with garlic, onion, and freshly grated ginger. Today contains a chunk of time for cooking, with hearty…

MelindaNovember 30, 2017

Autism Bink Parenting Writing

The Man in the Grocery Line

Certain special needs are invisible, or really hard to spot. This can include Autism, in some people. That isn’t Bink’s reality, though. Anyone of the neurotypical persuasion who takes more than a minute to observe…

MelindaNovember 23, 2017

Family Poetry Singing Spirituality Uncategorized Women's Issues Writing

Inner Child Remembers

Before The Tax that adolescence imposes on body, mind, and spirit, probably in that order, there were hearty chunks of time that were some sort of unencumbered. Inner Child remembers discovering the fairies living well…

MelindaNovember 14, 2017

Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Uncategorized Writing

Autographing Autumn

I was walking, first field-- verdant, moist , glorious carpet of greens, and the woods edged closer, with a beckoning trail, and then the floor was pine needles, punctuated with wily old roots in no…

MelindaOctober 22, 2017

Autism Bink Nature Poem Poetry Singing Spirituality Writing

BRIDGES

We are pausing on a bridge over the dwindling stream that crawls through our large, local dollop of green, Bird Park, because we always pause, she and I, on every little bridge that spans any…

MelindaOctober 16, 2017

Art Meditation Poem Poetry Spirituality Uncategorized Writing

The Art of Being Present

art by my friend Marina Powdermaker. Find more of her work at https://www.etsy.com/shop/MarinaPowdermaker PAST where I am rereading the same testimonies from the same perspective: accused, accuser, over and over the details wearing deep grooves…

MelindaOctober 11, 2017

Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Perhaps you’re an island, but you’re still in the world.

Mass Deception There’s no wonder here. No wonder we are so tight tense irritable. Sick more often. No surprise, no wonderful to see you, no more pleasantries masking indifference or contempt. We have been stripped,…

MelindaOctober 5, 2017

Autism Bink Family Parenting Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

In Times Like These: Silver Linings of Caregiving

THANK YOU, TEDIUM In the midst of the interminable news; all-bad-all-the-time, chaos and tragedy, aftermath and predictions, close ups and sound bites that feed worry and starve hope, invite helplessness, inside this swirl, this…

MelindaSeptember 19, 2017